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@scratchcatstrut
*shakes a bowl of food* (( IRISH TWIN <3 ))
Two Ears Twitched High Atop The Feline’s Head, Locked In On Their Target Before The Rattling Even Stopped. He Took Off Like A Flash, Tripping Up And Confusing Several Grunts And Ruining One Half-Finished Jigsaw In His Race Across HQ.
Within Moments Of The Bowl Being Shook, He Was There. Meowth Screeched To A Halt In Front Of The Redhead; Eyes Wide, Panting Slightly And Having Left A Trail Of Chaos In His Wake. His Time Had Come.
The disgruntled Rocket rubbed her elbow, eyebrow twitching with irritation as bruises and bumps covered her now slightly electricity-charred skin, "Okay, new plan, lets just go to the store and buy a damn Pikachu and say it's the one we're supposed to get. This electricity is screwing up my flawless skin and hair and frankly, static doesn't go with anything."
“Goes Pretty Well Wit’ Failure From What I Can See...” He Wheezed Out.
Meowth Awkwardly Pulled Himself Up Onto His Hind Legs, Stretching His Back As If He Were An Old Aged Man And Proceeding To Try And Brush The Dust And Charred Fur From His Person. This Was Becoming Perhaps A Bit Too Routine.
“Anyway Dis Ain’t A Recipe Jess, You Can’t Just Substitute Any Old Rodent, You Know Dis One Is Special!” Even If He Did Cause Them More Trouble Than Any Pokemon Seemed Worth.
“An’ Yeah, Let’s Say It’s The Electricity...”
Aisle Be Back
The girl’s eyes widened so much it looked like they might pop out of her head. “Oh my gosh,” she whispered to herself, slipping back as she lost her balance and quickly pushing herself up to stand again. “Wow,” she exhaled with a shaking laugh. “Y-yeah, no kidding… holy– who trained you? Where–” she began looking around, as if hoping to find someone in a flashy costume looking about as talented as the cat.
The little girl broke away from her mother meanwhile and came running towards Meowth, ready to scoop him up into her little arms and lift him with all her might up from the ground– which, with her height, was barely a foot. “Kitty!”
He couldn’t help but grin at her reaction, he lived to impress after all. Having successfully communicated his message, he set about tossing the two pieces of candy into the cart and continuing on, but paused at her next stuttered questions. “Meowth.” He mewled simply in reply. It was the answer after all, he’d trained himself to do most things, he didn’t expect her to understand the answer though.
Meowth turned to head to the back of the cart and start pushing again, only to be intercepted by a small child. Oh the horror. He gave a squeak of surprise and instantly began to squirm in the girl’s hold. He had no intention of scratching her or anything - they might throw him out without all that candy! - but he did intend to make it clear that he wasn’t from the soft toy aisle.
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“Oh! Meowth, thank you!” She jumps up and down happily before lunging forward. Arms wrapped around him tightly as she presses her face into his chest. Giving him an affectionate nuzzle before pulling back and giving his paw a tug. “C’mere, you gotta meet him! He’s the cutest little thing, I promise!”
Releasing his paw she runs over to the opening of her burrow and vanishes momentarily. Coming back a few moments later on all fours with the small Spearow resting on her back. Eyes clenched shut and a barely feathered wing resting over his face as a squeak of protest comes forth. it didn’t want to go outside!
“This is my baby.” She puffs her chest out with pride as she gently slides her tail along her back to nudge him. Prompting the small head to lift up Eyes adjusting in the sunlight only to let out a confused ‘squawk’ at seeing Meowth. That wasn’t looking like Mama or that other female, nuh-uh!
“I wanted to bring him out to meet you but I’d rather you and him be in the nest. he’s … still growing, y’see?” A barely subtle reference to his developing feathers and the fact he seemed to squeak more than use words, Which was probably obvious by the way the baby hadn’t spoken yet and was just staring at Meowth with beak parted as if trying to see what he was. “He’s starting to learn to stand up so y’need to stay behind him. I don’t want him falling and crying. Also make sure he doesn’t go near the entrance of the nest unless you’re there. If he gets hungry before I come back take the Oran Berry and gently mash it up. His beak is too soft and he’s unable to chew the berry himself. Mush it and give it to him that way. And… uhm.”
“Hm, I’m not even going to be gone long. I probably don’t even need to tell you this.”
As She Led Him To The Burrow He Was Almost A Little Excited. He’d Always Had A Soft Spot For Baby Pokemon, And Try As He Might He Couldn’t Deny His Love Of Pikachus, So Babysitting A Little Pichu Was Right Up His Alley!
Of Course, What Came Out Of That Alley Wasn’t What He’d Been Expecting At All.
As Elysia Went Down Her Extensive Care List, The Feline Stared Blankly At The Pokemon Before Him. Evidently The Gears Were Turning In His Head But It Seemed As If They Weren’t Connected To Anything. It Took A Good Ten Seconds After She’d Finished Her Instructions Before Meowth Said Anything Else.
“...He’s ...Smaller Dan I Expected.” Yes, That About Covered All His Questions And Concerns.
Blinking Himself Back To Reality And Thinking Back Over The List Of Instructions He’d Just Be Rattled Off, The Cat Fixed Her With A Bemused Look. “Tell Me What? Is It Where Da Kitchen Sink Is ‘cause I T’ink Dat’s All We’re Missin’”.
Alright, So Here’s Something I Probably Should Have Addressed A Long Time Ago.
I’m On A Kind Of Semi-Hiatus, Because My Muse Is Still There But He’s Fairly Distant And I Have Other Projects That Get Worked On More Often So Roleplaying Kind Of Takes A Backseat To Them. So Basically I’m Still Replying To Things (Albeit Incredibly Slowly, Sorry About That) But I Don’t Particularly Want To Start Anything New At The Minute Because I Don’t Know If Or Indeed When It’d Ever Get Anywhere. I’m Gonna Try And Get Caught Up With My Existing Threads Tonight And Maybe Answer A Couple Of Asks If I Can, But I Won’t Be Starting Any New Threads In The Foreseeable Future If I Can Help It.
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Basics:
Name (or preferred online name): Charlie
Age: 20
Birthday: Unfortunately Yes
Country: Northern Ireland Fluent in: English, Just About.
Writing details:
Preferred genres/tropes/AUs: I’m All About That Fluff, I’m Weak I Can’t Do Serious. I’d Take Most AUs Though, They're Usually Pretty Good Disliked genres/tropes/AUs: I Don’t Think I Have Anything Specific I Don’t Like? Nothing Comes To Mind Anyway Preferred writing styles: With Capital Letters To Piss Eva Off I’m Used To Doing Paragraphs With Icons But I Can Give Anything A Try Personal Icon preferences (Do you use them? Do you prefer certain sizes? Ect.): I Like Using Icons, Mostly Because Meowth’s Face Is Dumb And I’m Bad At Describing. Partners Icon preferences (Do you prefer your partners to have certain icon styles or not care?): I Don’t Really Mind Either Way, You Do You. Any other details about your writing preferences you want to include: Yeah I Write In This Stupid Capitalised Way And If You Don’t Like It And You Lemme Know Simply Then I Can Stop When We Talk.
Get to know me:
What fandoms do you consider yourself a part of, even outside of this blog?: Yugioh, Pokemon, OHSHC, FNAF, Is There A Halloween Fandom? If So I’m Definitely In That What fandoms are you entirely uninterested in?: Harry Potter, Star Wars, Nothing Personal To Them They Just Don’t Keep My Attention Favourite foods: CHIPS (Like Potato Chips But Also Like Fries, Gimme Both), Ice Cream, Chocolate Favourite drinks: Ribena Is My Liquid Vice, Water, Milk Hobbies: Doodling, Crocheting, Accidentally Wandering Aimlessly For Two Hours Trying To Find That Goddamn Eevee That Lives In My Town List ten things you want to do in the future:
-Go To Virginia -Hug Amanda -Fight Amanda -Go To Texas -Hug Marilyn -Go Back To Virginia -Fight Amanda Again She Probably Won The First Time I’ve Come For My Revenge -Concede Defeat And Watch That Chicken Movie She Keeps Threatening To Destroy Me With -??? -Profit
What do you wish would change in the rp community?: Everybody Would Chill And Hateful Anons Would Stop What are some of the things you love about the rp community?: All The People I Know Are Already Chill, I’ve Made A Bunch Of Friends And Met The Poor Sweet Person Who’s Life I’m Gonna Ruin With Puns Anything else you’d like to add?: Please Don’t Let Litten’s Evolution Be Fire/Fighting Please
"Meowth, dear?" Elysia approaches him somewhat nervously. Tugging gently on his arm. "Can you do me a favor and watch my baby as I gather food? I don't want to leave him alone. I'll give you a berry for helping."
“You Got A Baby??”
He Hadn’t Even Seen Her Get Big! No Wait, It Was Only Humans That Got Big. He Hadn’t Seen Her With An Egg Either Though, Could She Really Have Hatched One So Fast Since He Was Last Here?
After A Moment Of Trying To Process The New Baby Situation, He Quickly Snapped Back To The Initial Question.
“Sure, I’ll Watch ‘em!” He Was Practically Electric-Proof At This Point Anyway, Handling A Little Pichu Would Be A Piece Of Cake! “Where Is Da Little Tyke?”
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@scratchcatstrut meowth plz you’re standing with your hand on your hip like the keyhole that just warped you back to home is a perfectly normal thing like calm down i see that sassy hip touch like chill
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attack hugging them
“OOF! Meowth, darlin’–!”
A shout of surprise escapes the female as the others longer appendages wrap around her. Sending her falling backwards hard into the grass, the two of them rolling together, until she finally comes to a stop. Letting out a sound she lifts her head up, Meowth still atop her, and slowly sits up to attempt and knock him off.
“Meowth, dear, that’s a funny way to say hello.”
Meowth Sat Back From The Other And Shook His Head To Rid It Of Grass And Leaves. As His Eyes Refocused, They Settled On The Target Of His Attack Again And The Cat Grinned As He Edged Forward To Continue The Hug.
“I Just Missed Ya Is All, I Haven’t Seen Ya In Months!”
A Slight Exaggeration On His Two Week Absence, It Seemed Easy Meals Had Been Scarce While Blast-Offs Had Been Plentiful, But He’d Missed The Chu Nonetheless. The Rocket Leaned Forward To Softly Bump Heads With The Mouse, A Quiet Purr Escaping As He Sat Back.
NOPE
YOU’LL NEVER ESCAPE FROM
PHANTOM OF THE OPURRAH
… SHIT I THOUGHT THIS WAS CATS THE MUSICAL MY BAD
TOO LATE THE CURTAIN’S UP
“MEMORIESSSSSSS~~~”
"When's the last time you cleaned yourself Meowth, c'mere." He wastes no time in settling the feline down in front of him between his paws as he lies on his stomach. Tongue slipping out, the bigger electric type proceeds to lick at the smaller's fur, from the back of his neck to the top of his head in between his ears, and even behind said appendages. Thor groomed the cat thoroughly and once he finished one side, he nudges the male with his paw. "Now turn over I gotta clean your front."
“I S'pose It Depends On Whatcha Qualify As Clean,” Meowth Started, Not Bothering To Look Up From His Mechanical Plans As He Spoke. “I Mean The Other Day We Landed In Dis Barn An’ It- WHA--!”.
His Story Is Cut Dramatically Short By A Sandpaper-y Tongue Dragging Up The Back Of His Head. The Feline Attempted To Squirm Free Of Thor’s Hold, But Only Ended Up Flailing His Arms Uselessly In Front Of Him While Token Phrases Of Outrage Escaped Him.
“Hey!! Raichus Don’t Learn Lick Y’know!”“Dis Ain’t How A Game A Cat An’ Mouse Is Supposed To Go At All!”“I Worked Wit’ A Lickitung Who Slobbered On Me Less!”
When Finally Thor Urged Him To Turn, The Cat Type Looked Over His Shoulder At The Other And Narrowed His Eyes.
“Do I Look Like A Lollipop Ta You??”
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN
FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY
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